This seems more like an art project gone awry than a porn tape, which makes for both bad art and bad porn. Three sailors mumble and then jerk off. There are intolerably long segments of them smoking, drinking, shopping in a video store, watching videos, reading, and lying in bed.

There are technical problems, including inaudible sound, unexplained intermittent lapses in the image totaling about 15 minutes of black tape, tracking problems, and numerous shadowy figures on the periphery of the image who pass by, entering and exiting willy-nilly every few minutes.

In an effort to appear intellectual, the director has chosen to include text about sailors that never reveal anything about what is on the screen. In an attempt to appear arty, he has rendered some scenes in black and white, and included some pixilated movement and other camera trickery, all of which are extraneous and annoying.

The only redeeming aspect is that each sailor cums into some sort a vessel (wine glass, beer bottle) and though it is poorly captured on tape, there is something fetishistic about that act and the possibility that perhaps the sailor might drink his own cum once the camera is turned off. Oh yeah, and they have good tats.